Although he knew his son was not inferior to his younger brother, just because his son was one rank lower, he would have to obey his younger brother for life, which made Xiahou Huaicai feel somewhat aggrieved.
Meanwhile, Xiahou Huaiyu quietly squeezed her daughter's hand without looking up, not daring to participate in the contest.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xiahou Xiong handed the walking stick to Xiahou Huai Gui.
He admonished Xiahou Huai Gui, "This burl wood walking stick was cut down by our ancestors from the ancestral land in the Northern Border, accompanying them as they journeyed south. It has been with the Xiahou Family through its trials and tribulations, witnessing both its decline and rise."
"We pass it down from generation to generation to admonish our descendants. No matter how high you fly, never forget your roots, your original intent, and never lose the courage to stand up again after falling."
